The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1887-01-27


can arrange IL, know.
Well. III try.
TLese we're the words that Tell on th'
ears OF Priscilla Bent as she sat alone
waiting to see the aunt and cousins whom
she had come all the way from Kansas ts
New York TO visit, Of whose welcome she
felt as sure as il she bad known them al
her life. II was by blunder al ser
want that she had been shown directly ui
stairs into the drawing room, which com
municaled by folding doors with the
room where were sitting mother and
daughters
pipkisl What 8 nsmel confined the firs'
speaker. Who ever heard OF such aname
except Tor dog?
Her name is Priscilla, replied the moth
er. but Pinkie was given to her by hei
father, when she was little girl, on ac
count Of her pink cheeks.
Well. will call her Priscilla
And too.
Your father will not like it, said Mrs
Bent. But we must go down.
A swift rush OF three women down the
staircase, three loud exclamations OF dis
may at the sight Of the empty reception
room, looks OF dismay and smothered
whisper OF veratiou.
How stupid of Benl Do you suppose
she heard2
These were the next scenes in the swif
little drama which here began SO insuspi
ciously under Mr.. Silas Bents roof thu
morning. And next to these followed on'
which seemed also justification OF al
that the Misses Bent had said in regard
TO their cousin. Slowly rising to her feet
Qrasping her umbrella firmly IN her LEI
hand. rose tall, an exceedingly tai
young woman, who exclaimed in a nasa
voice: Well, was jest a coming to lool
We mn, | didn't know as that fine blacl
gentleman Of yours bad eondescended t
let YOU know that was here. I'm mos
tired to death, I,tell you; four days ant
four nights in the cars is enough to XII
an OK. But I'll be all right soon's ! ge
nv coffee, / reckon breakfasts all cleared
away by this time, but don't want much
only cup OF coffee, II the cook hain
thrown it ont I'm real glad 70 see you
| s'pose uncle got my letter, didn't he
And pausing in her breathless speech
pretty Priscilla Bent looked sbeepishly Int
the faces OF her snamefaced relatives. L
they had not been too guiltily disturbed
in their own minds OF fears OF having beer
oyerb heard in their inhospitable comments
they might have detected strange iooi
on their Kansas cousins face, mixture O
twinkle and terror. But they saw moth
ing except what SO thoroughly corroborat
ed their worst fears. Even Mrs. Ben
herself. had resolved beforehand to b'
thoroughly kind to the child OF her nus
bands favorite brother, was thrown OF
her balance, and in spite CT herself th'
welcome she gave was curt and cool,
But nothing appeared to daunt the ter
rible Pinkie. Radiant good humor shoh'
in her face; her tongue run like clapper
and when the dinner party was mentioned
Pinkie cried
| Not much | amt too tired. Ill Jus
bunk down and by six O'Clock I'll be a
fresh as roosterl We don't often get
chance TO regular dinner party out II
Emporia aud don't mean to miss on'
this winter Say shall ! wear my yer.
best? I've read about the kind OF ciothe
Won New Workers wear to dinners. Bu
I've cot some A No gowns, | tell you
Now you Just show me my room. and ~
90 straight to bed an stay there till din
ner time. Yon let your black man brinI
me up tumbler Of milk, will you, alon
about one o'clock. and doughnut o
hardtack. I'm used to eating heartily j
the middle 0 the day.
When the door was finally shut upo
Pinkie her amt and cousins exchange
looks.
HorribIe cried the youngest daughter
Carrie. It's worse than | ever conceived
How could papa send for bcr9
He has not seen her since she was te
years old. said Mrs. Bent, dismally. {
course he could not dream she wonld B
like this. lie has always said her mothe
was charming woman, and they lived J
Eprope for several years when she was ~
tie. II is horrible girls
Bank down calculated the eide
daughter. Sophia.
Fresh as rooster. echoed Carri
Mamns, / shall 90 TO bed myself and
too i'll TO appear tonight don't b'
ieve Mr.. Morris will ever cross our thref
old agail.
Then be il welcome to stay away, sai
Mrs Bent. ho,lr.
While this distressed consultation W
going on between Mrs. Bent and b
daughters, Pinkie, safe locked In her root
xas holding enc with herself. Tea
sparlled 10 her eyes. but her lace was is
I Of mirtb.
Iwilll she mniiered. ! will DO III
viii be good enough for them. knos
can. Il will teach them good lesso
Bat III have TO work like Troisn to .
The dress ready. Let me see whai hs
u ca. ths,xili do Hs ! have III III